Because he didn't have class until hours later, Raisel wandered through campus at a leisurely pace. Most of the students clustered at the center of campus on good summer days like this, but he walked the other direction. Back behind the art building, the grass looked even more beautiful without ten other people sharing it with him. He laid on his back and pulled his camera out of the class. He didn't take any pictures, but he trained the Leica R series old school film camera at the sky anyway. Through the viewfinder, it looked even bluer. It might have seemed a strange obsession, but it was his. "God, why can't college just be this?" he muttered. He didn't want to follow the 'correct' path. He wanted to follow himself, and most of all, have fun. Maybe later, after darkness covered his beautiful sky, he'd really go out and party. There were always new friends to make.